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 | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
PSALM CXXIII.
[O Thou that on Thine heavenly throne]
O Thou that on Thine heavenly throne
Dost undisturb'd for ever reign!
To Thee a worm of earth I groan,
To Thee I lift my eyes in pain;
And weary of my burden pray
Thy love to take this curse away.
Dost undisturb'd for ever reign!
To Thee a worm of earth I groan,
To Thee I lift my eyes in pain;
And weary of my burden pray
Thy love to take this curse away.
As servants whom their lords chastise
Beneath the scourge impatient stand,
So on the Lord we turn our eyes,
And wait till mercy stops His hand;
Till all His grievous plagues remove,
And angry justice yields to love.
Beneath the scourge impatient stand,
So on the Lord we turn our eyes,
And wait till mercy stops His hand;
Till all His grievous plagues remove,
And angry justice yields to love.
Have mercy, Lord! the world restrain;
The wicked is a scourge of Thine.
Crush'd by the pride of carnal man,
Dire instrument of wrath Divine,
Our soul in helpless misery lies,
And only Thou canst bid us rise.
The wicked is a scourge of Thine.
Crush'd by the pride of carnal man,
Dire instrument of wrath Divine,
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And only Thou canst bid us rise.
Contemn'd and hated for Thy cause,
Thy only favour we implore;
Strengthen us to endure the cross
Till all their tyranny is o'er,
Till Christ with our reward come down,
And every sufferer takes his crown.
Thy only favour we implore;
Strengthen us to endure the cross
Till all their tyranny is o'er,
Till Christ with our reward come down,
And every sufferer takes his crown.
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